Ay Hermosa!
If we started this game with two hearts
the capacity being five.
How long would it be
‘fore we gained another? Or,
more importantly, how long
‘til I gained your “aye”?
Tell me clearly.
Nidá!
Wipe these squares of 64
to better discern.
Let’s tentatively learn through
timidly tipped lore.
Revolving turn, building permits
so that we may stake our claims in trust.
I state my yield.
Let liquid sprawlin’ ‘lone to dry.
Later we’ll ‘light & ‘line, trim & tie
still stiff pages. Aligning looping lines
letterin’ weakness & source
rubble another time from an agreed-upon mine.
Affronting firmly, setting confidence
‘bout name and manner when thy wield.
[E]rregardless of misaligned night sky.
Audio or Visual?
What type of tape would you pick
to consume time while we wait and build.
Pause.
Is it your turn or mine?
How will we handle business
come even ground?
Despite a cute askew sight-line.
I wish to see from yours, though
that only occurs after a
discern-able-while.
Before we get ahead and start furnishing tile.
Please permit me to anoint and bless
with mine-own reserve of thyme.
Like those who built mile & mile
of paved roads that surely surpassed their wiles.
All to say rest, lounge awhile.
Are you an avid tea drinker?
Must we wary way of caffeine
or do you like it strong,
slow-diluted
with cubes in a frozen state?
Perhaps lighter?
With milk or cream?
Bíhwiil’aah.
Surely in segmented, sequenced parts.
Insinuating elation whilst we contrive.
“Clink’o’cup-of-ch’il ahwééh”, nothing bougie
yet a warmth you can’t ignore.
Like a continued psalm in endless supply.
Served sweetly with a smile.
-119
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 10:36 AM UTC
Ay Hermosa!
If we started this game with two hearts
the capacity being five.
How long would it be
‘fore we gained another? Or,
more importantly, how long
‘til I gained your “aye”?
Tell me clearly.
Nidá!
Wipe these squares of 64
to better discern.
Let’s tentatively learn through
timidly tipped lore.
Revolving turn, building permits
so that we may stake our claims in trust.
I state my yield.
Let liquid sprawlin’ ‘lone to dry.
Later we’ll ‘light & ‘line, trim & tie
still stiff pages. Aligning looping lines
letterin’ weakness & source
rubble another time from an agreed-upon mine.
Affronting firmly, setting confidence
‘bout name and manner when thy wield.
[E]rregardless of misaligned night sky.
Audio or Visual?
What type of tape would you pick
to consume time while we wait and build.
Pause.
Is it your turn or mine?
How will we handle business
come even ground?
Despite a cute askew sight-line.
I wish to see from yours, though
that only occurs after a
discern-able-while.
Before we get ahead and start furnishing tile.
Please permit me to anoint and bless
with mine-own reserve of thyme.
Like those who built mile & mile
of paved roads that surely surpassed their wiles.
All to say rest, lounge awhile.
Are you an avid tea drinker?
Must we wary way of caffeine
or do you like it strong,
slow-diluted
with cubes in a frozen state?
Perhaps lighter?
With milk or cream?
Bíhwiil’aah.
Surely in segmented, sequenced parts.
Insinuating elation whilst we contrive.
“Clink’o’cup-of-ch’il ahwééh”, nothing bougie
yet a warmth you can’t ignore.
Like a continued psalm in endless supply.
Served sweetly with a smile.
-119
